"Quiet down, Titan."
"Keep enjoying this wonderful drama. The truth will reveal itself in time."
Not far ahead, Calypso looked at the young girl and suddenly recalled something. "A dragon... I have heard this anecdote before."
"Then what do you think of this story?" Polysia asked.
Calypso smiled faintly.
"In my view, this so-called [alchemy] is nothing more than a far-fetched invention by later generations."
"After all, I imagine none of you have ever heard of an alchemical tradition in your homeland."
"Indeed." Polysia acknowledged that point.
"Before I left home to pursue my studies, I had never even heard of anyone researching this field."
"Exactly." Calypso agreed.
"So just take it as a senseless, third-rate fable meant for children."
"It does not even have a happy ending. How could it be considered a beautiful story?"
"That makes sense." Polysia smiled lightly.
"Then what do you think... this story was meant to teach?"
"Heh... I think it was probably about equivalent exchange," Calypso replied.
Polysia was somewhat surprised. "Oh? I thought it was about respecting the dead..."
"What kind of logic is that?" Yan Huan was deeply disdainful of stories like this.
There were always people who liked making up dark fairy tales to arouse children's curiosity.
Such stories were not only meaningless, but could easily leave children traumatized.
"Emmmm..." Calypso sank into thought as well.
"Respecting the dead..."
"I find that what I think and what you think are actually the same: life is an invaluable treasure, and there is scarcely anything in this world that can equal it, right?"
"Hah, it really is." Polysia smiled.
"As expected of the wisest scholar upon the earth."
"Hehe, you flatter me."
Calypso continued.
"Then, in accordance with equivalent exchange, how about I return the favor with a question of my own?"